No Angel

"Why do you have to be an asshole?" I narrowed my dark brown eyes at Bain.
"Why do you have to be such a brat?" Bain groaned.
I can't believe I had to live with this sexy asshole. Why me?
"You should really close that top while you're-" Bain slammed his fist down on the counter. He slowly turned around and glared at me.
"Look, I'm doing your father a favor. I don't need his little brat of a daughter coming in here and playing games with me." I smirked at him. I think I hit something.
"And my father doesn't need some drug dealer coming into his house and talking to his daughter like that. Shouldn't you be in jail or something?"
"Look you little bitch, I'm tired of your shit. You think I like to be reminded of my past? Would you like it if I talked about your drug addict of a mother? Probably slapping you around and shit? Leave me the fuck alone!" Bain yelled.
He's one sexy asshole. How lucky am I that I get to live with him? Not.